François Bon's novels seem to deal with marginal characters and subjects: unemployment, wreckage of industry, drugs, petty crimes, prison... His work is actually a lyrical eulogy to a disappearing modernity, but reveals a sophisticated formal research: it shapes itself on the I mould of Greek tragedy, while kneading more current forms of language.
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